This poem expresses the longing and devotion of a lover for their beloved. The lover feels they have no choice but to express their love and passion for the beloved through stealing into their alley at night, longing to kiss every lock of their hair, and break the chains of their imprisonment. The beloved has died to themselves and lives only for the lover. Though they have forgotten their own attributes and learnings, through knowing the lover they have become a scholar. The lover invites the beloved to come to their side where they will open the gate to their love and connect them to the stars. The lover feels they are the turbulent flood to the beloved's little pond, and invites them to merge with them and leave the world of ignorance, opening